I try hard not to cry in my milk about the sxs...but it's so difficult when you feel awful, are undxd, and don't know why you feel so sick...it takes over your life, know what I mean?

My DD wants me to go back to the neuro, but my DH wonders if his NP's dx of depression is right....thanks for the support, honey

I'm trying hard to say, "I'm okay," when others ask how I'm doing. But I'm sticking to my guns and telling my DH like it is when he calls every day from work and asks. He's sympathetic and supportive, but it still drives me crazy when loved ones and the doc just don't get it...

We should also all get tshirts that says, "You like summer? You can have it!"
I like the cold of winter more than ever...